A/N - Here's the next chapter, it's already gained a Pysche Seal of Approval (thanks again Dukie). Someone (hopefully that person is also reading this fic)who reviewed Dancing Queen asked for a timeline, which I completely forgot to send them. For those interested the timeline for DQ and the first few days of this fic will be up later tonight in my LJ (link in bio). I need a nap first but it will be up by tomorrow.

The ringing of his cell phone woke Yami early the next morning. A glance at the clock told him it was 7:30am; far too early even for him to be up. Normally he was only up that early when he had a casting call but even then he would catch a nap while in makeup.

Silently cursing the individual who dared call him, Yami reached over, picked up his cell phone and answered the call. "Hello?"

"Hey! How was the date? Did he go back to your hotel room with you?"

"Malik?" he asked in a tired voice. Figured it would be his dumb blond friend who was calling. "Do you realize what time it is here?"

"Well…it's 3:30pm here…" Malik said as he trailed off, lost in thought. "…so that means…."

Yami rolled his eyes. "That it's 7:30am here."

"Oh."

"Forget about it," Yami replied with a tired yawn. "So what do you want? I gather it wasn't just a social call to find out how my night with Seto was."

"Mahaado's a jerk." Yami could practically see the pout on Malik's face.

"I take it things didn't go well."

"Blew me off."

"So who's with you now? Ryou? Otogi? Someone new?" Yami knew his friend far too well and knew that after getting turned down by Mahaado he more than likely sought comfort in the arms of someone else.

"Otogi."

Yami sighed; he was right. "You're not going to be able to make Mahaado jealous. Sleeping around will only make him push you away more."

"Why?" Malik huffed. "Its just sex. It's not like I want a relationship with either Mahaado or Otogi."

"Not everyone is like you Malik."

"They should be."

Yami laughed. "But then you won't be special!"

"True…I should go…I want to paint my toenails before Otogi wakes up. Sorry for waking you."

"Don't worry about it," Yami replied with a small smile on his face. Even at 7:30 in the morning he couldn't stay mad at his friend. "I had to get up soon anyway; Seto is taking me on a tour today."

"Oooo…second date!" Malik squealed.

"It's not a date! We're just friends."

Malik laughed. "Sure."

"It's not funny Malik."

"Yes it is. Have fun on your date Yami!"

"Malik!"

Yami scowled as Malik once again hung up on him. He didn't understand why Malik kept on insisting it was a date. He and Seto were just drawn together because they couldn't trust normal people thanks to their money and fame. Despite only meeting a few hours ago they understood each other; that was all.

After a quick shower and dressing, Yami hurried down to the lobby where he was surprised to find Seto already waiting for him. After checking his watch Yami saw it was only 8:05, a full 55 minutes before they were supposed to meet across the street at the coffee shop.

"Hey," Yami said with a small smile as he walked over to where the brunet was sitting in a comfortable chair. Although it was a surprise, it certainly wasn't an unpleasant surprise. "I thought we weren't meeting for another hour."

"And yet you're already ready to go," Seto replied, causing Yami to blush with embarrassment. Although he wouldn't admit it to Seto, he had been anxious to see the brunet again, which was why he had decided to be early.

"You're early too!" Yami pointed out.

Seto shrugged. "Traffic is better now than at 9," he used as a lame excuse; Yami didn't buy it.

"Should we get going then? Stop for some breakfast someone on our way?"

"I've arranged breakfast for us where we're headed. I made some calls last night and found some excellent American chefs to cook for us today."

Yami's smile only grew brighter. He hadn't had an authentic home cooked American meal since leaving for Australia months ago. "Thank you."

Standing up, Seto placed an arm around Yami's shoulders and escorted him out the hotel door. Not removing the arm, Seto directed him towards the black limo parked at the curb. Immediately they both slid inside the back of the limo and the driver closed the door behind them. A few moments later the limo lurched forward and the pair began talking again.

"I hope you realize limos don't impress me," Yami told the brunet CEO. The actor noticed the divider that separated the front and back of the limo was up and knew it was safe to talk.

"It's more convenient then driving myself with the way traffic is," Seto explained with a small smile. "I personally wanted to take the helicopter but with the penthouse on the roof of the hotel there was nowhere suitable to land."

"Helicopter?" Yami inquired. He had been up in helicopters before, of course, but he didn't know too many people who had their own private helicopter to fly around a city instead of using a car.

"Yes. Have you flown one before?"

"I've flown in one…"

"I'll teach you before you go home then."

"You fly?"

Seto nodded his head and gave Yami a proud smirk. "I'm an experienced pilot in all kinds of aircraft."

"Wow."

"You should see the jet."

Yami gently laughed. The brunet CEO enjoyed bragging but Yami didn't mind; it was a lot better than having everyone kiss his ass.

After a fifteen-minute ride, the limo arrived at a stadium. "Where are we?" Yami asked, pressed up against the window.

"Just wait," Seto replied.

The limo easily drove into the stadium and onto the field. Stopping in the middle of the field, Seto opened the door and got out before the driver could even walk around and open the door for him. Yami followed him, still wondering what was going on.

Yami soon got his answers as his tri-colored spiky hair began whipping around in the wind that blew up from nowhere. Standing next to Seto, Yami latched onto his arm, the brunet seemingly unfazed by everything even as his employees began ducking for cover.

Looking up into the sky, Yami finally saw the large blimp landing next to them on the field. "Impressed yet?" Seto asked him and Yami silently nodded his head. He had never been on a blimp before. "I figured we should travel around in the air since you've already seen the ground view by walking around yesterday. The blimp is more comfortable than the helicopter and slower than the jet so it makes the perfect vehicle for traveling around, giving tours."

Yami frowned, getting slightly jealous. "You give many tours?"

"You're the first."

Yami smiled once again, his jealousy fading quickly. He didn't understand it but he liked the fact Seto was treating him so special. Normally he hated people making a big deal over him because they figured he deserved special treatment for being a star. He knew, however, that Seto didn't care about his star status and was making a big deal because he liked Yami. The actor's heart fluttered at the thought of Seto liking him. It had been a long time since someone had liked him for being himself.

"Are you coming?" Seto asked, looking back at him. In Yami's daze he didn't realize that Seto had left his side and had begun walking up the blimp's ramp. "We can eat as soon as the blimp takes off again."

Yami grinned and nodded his head before hurrying to catch up with the brunet.

Seto led Yami down a series of corridors until they reached an open room where a buffet of American breakfast foods had been set up. Seto watched with amusement while Yami loaded up a plateful of food before plopping down at a secluded table near some windows so he could he could look out at the land below while he ate.

"Have enough food?" Seto asked, sitting down opposite Yami. The actor rapidly nodded his head.

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."

"Don't fill up that much; these Americans cooks I paid good money for will be cooking for us all day; I want to make sure I get my money's worth for them."

Yami looked up from his food and smiled. "We're spending the entire day together?"

"Of course."

"Good, I figured the tour would only take a few hours. I mean it can't take that long to cover Domino City in a blimp."

Seto grinned. "Who said anything about a tour of Domino? I plan on giving you a tour of Japan."

Yami's jaw dropped, revealing the half eaten scrabbled eggs in his mouth. Seto was giving him an 'ew' look so he quickly swallowed the eggs before speaking. "Japan?"

"Well you are on vacation; no need to limit yourself to Domino." Seto grinned again; happy he was able to impress Yami. "I figured we'll start with Domino so you can see the city from the air, then head to the Peace Memorial in Hiroshima before heading back up to Tokyo where an American Football game is being played this evening."

"Football?" Yami questioned. Although he himself was only a casual fan, Mana was a huge San Diego Chargers fan so he would throw massive Super Bowl parties for her each year. Yami had to admit it was difficult not to enjoy the game with all the excitement going around.

Seto nodded his head. "The first pre-season game of the year is always played in Tokyo. Kaiba Corporation is a sponsor so I receive free tickets. This year it's the Atlantic Falcons vs. the Indianapolis Colts and it should be a good match up."

"Thank you Seto. You don't have to go through all this for me."

"Yes I do."

"Why?"

Seto reached across the table and placed his hand on top of Yami's. Gently he stroked the top of Yami's hand with his thumb. "Because I like you."

At first Yami was shocked but then he smiled back at the handsome brunet CEO. "I like you too."

The blimp flew around Domino as the pair ate. Yami seemed more interested in seeing the sights than eating. Seto meanwhile was content with picking at his food while staring at his tour companion. If Yami had been paying more attention he would have realized that Seto was undressing him with his eyes.

After a half hour the blimp began turning Southwest heading towards Hiroshima. Seto, having everything prepared, had a car ready for them when they landed at the city to take them to the monument and museum. As they drove through the busy streets Yami was amazed that only sixty years ago the city had been destroyed by an atomic bomb; no sign of the destruction could be found anywhere among the hustle and bustle of daily life as people went about their business.

"What are you thinking about? You've been quite since we landed."

"Just thinking?"

"About what?"

"About what happened here. It was such a horrible event."

"Which is why we must remember the past and not let it happen again."

"True." Yami grew quiet again as he went back to staring out the window of the limo.

"Something else is bothering you."

Yami sighed and turned his head to look at Seto. "I was just wondering what happened to make my father leave. I'm growing attached to this country; I can't imagine why he would want to leave."

Seto picked up the limo phone and handed it to Yami. "Call and ask him."

"I can't!" he hissed. "It's the middle of the night in Egypt right now, they're probably sleeping…at least I hope they're sleeping, instead of doing other things." Yami shuddered as he tried erasing that thought from his mind. "Besides even if I could call I doubt he'd tell me anything."

"You could ask Yugi…"

"Yugi?" Yami asked and gave Seto a confused look. "But I don't know Yugi."

Seto shrugged. "So? I can put you in contact with him. He lives with his grandfather at a game shop. The old man probably knows something."

"I don't know…"

"Think about it later, we're here." The limo drove across the Peace Bridge, which was built over the Motoyasu River. Finding a place to pull over in front of the museum; Seto and Yami exited the car.

"I figured we'd visit the outside exhibits first," Seto explained as he began walking down the path to this right past the buildings for the museum.

The pair walked down the path together, holding hands. Yami marveled at the phoenix trees; the burnt out trees survived the blast from sixty years ago and the only signs of life were the small buds that adored the tree.

"The seeds from the trees are given as gifts as a sign of peace," Seto quietly explained to him.

The pair continued along the outer east path as they viewed the various monuments. Eventually they reached the Peace Clock Tower, a spherical clock facing three directions made of three iron pillars and chimed No more Hiroshimas each day at 8:15. After leaving the tower they continued their way down a center path, back towards the museum so they could view monuments like the Peace Ball, the Atomic Bomb Memorial Mound; where piles of corpses were brought for cremation; The Peace Fountain, Flame of Peace and Pond of Peace.

The last place they visited before entering the museum was the Cenotaph of the A-bomb Victims; an ancient arch-shaped house where 226,870 names were inscribed for those who died during the blast.

"Let all the souls here rest in peace, for we shall not repeat the evil," Seto read translating the inscription for Yami.

Silently Yami squeezed Seto's hand and they moved on their way to the museum despite not having seen the rest of the outdoor exhibits.

"Are you enjoying the day?" Seto asked as they settled into their seats in the private skybox for the football game. After visiting the Peace Memorial Museum the limo had picked them back up and returned them to the blimp for a late lunch as they flew back northeast towards Tokyo.

They had arrived in Tokyo early and visited the Meiji Shrine, Sengakuji Temple, and Yasukuni Shrine so that Yami could marvel in Japan's ancient history. "Malik would love it here," Yami had whispered to Seto as they had passed through Shinjuku, Tokyo's large entertainment, shopping and business district.

"Seto, this day has truly been amazing," Yami replied with a large smile on his face. "You didn't have to go through all this trouble just for me."

"I already told you I did."

Down on the field the game started but neither Yami nor Seto was paying attention to it. Instead they were staring intensely at each other.

Reaching out with one hand, Seto brushed away one of Yami's blond bangs, which fell into his eyes. The hand then came to a rest on Yami's cheek. "You have nice eyes."

"Thank you," Yami whispered. He blushed as the temperature in the skybox rose and gripped Seto's free hand.

Around them the crowd cheered as a touchdown was scored but Yami and Seto were oblivious to it all. Moving the hand on Yami's cheek, Seto cupped the back of the actor's neck and brought their heads together for a gentle kiss.

"I had a great time today; thank you for everything," Yami said as they stood in front of his hotel door. They had left the game early, flying back to Domino so Yami could see the city at night. After dropping Yami off at the hotel, Seto insisted on walking him to his room, holding his hand all the way.

"It was my pleasure."

An awkward silence fell between them. "When will I see you again?" Yami finally asked.

Seto smiled, happy to hear that question. "I have to get some work done tomorrow morning. I'll call you around noon to take you to the beach."

"I can't wait," Yami replied with a bright smile on his face. Standing on his tiptoes, Yami wrapped his arms around Seto's neck to draw him in for another kiss.

The brunet wrapped his arms around Yami's waist and the actor began to hum lightly as the kiss became more intense. Finally Seto pulled away, mouthed 'goodbye' and disappeared down the hall back towards the elevators.

With a huge happy grin on his face, Yami entered his hotel room for some much needed rest.